Sometimes we say poo instead of pie.
We are just disgusting, like that.
At christmas we say Mince Poo rather than Mince Pie.
It raises hellishly childish laughter.
Espesh in front of total strangers.
My mother pities me, shakes her head and wishes she would have raised sheep instead.
Mwahahahhahahaha, toughy lucky Momma.
My favourite poo-poo Knock Knock jokes does not escape an airing at Christmas neither.
So here goes.
I just did ap.
See what I mean?
The other day we ate this.
Its Bacon Neg Poo.
Except it doesnt have nasty, thigh fattening pastry.
Its made with 4 eggs, 1 carton of very low fat cottage cheese and bacon, bunged together in the oven for 30 minutes until the eggs have fluffed and the bacon has crisped to within an inch of being carbon.
And even though I think Cottage Cheese looks like vomit, this tasted - actually - quite nice.